did i say i was recording my dreams? i dreamed a buncha FOB's were grouped around babs and daddy's new home in newport beach and they were all wearing duveritca puffy jackets from their fall/winter season.
i am dying to get filthy's windbreaks, butt they ain't selling anywheres in the us...
nice site tho - and if anyone can locate the men's spring 09 shit...
had lunch with fun club today. we had a slight thing 3 years ago and then i think i ended it because...
anyways... she's super cute and quirky... just way buddhist for me right now to the point where i feel a bit cheese. it's all me and it's a beautiful thing to bless your food in the thoughts that it will help heal you, but it takes a minute. butt like i said. that's an mp, not a yp
i mean... god i hope people don't actually read this shit, butt... ack- ne'er mind. i'll keep me mouth shut.
i admit. i smoke up a storm when stan was over last night. she don't read this... we have been getting together surprisingly well and she has been a wonderful help since she came back from turks.
ugh... what am i doing. this is pathetic.
okay- more lates.
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